My mother informed me that she and Paul hid the guns from me this morning. I'm getting a little impatient since this is the longest I have ever been pregnant in my life -- I had Zoe at 37 weeks. I am currently 38 weeks and 3 days with Max -- and miserable.
This morning I at around 5:30 I had some consistent contractions that were getting strong enough that I had to tell Paul to be quiet because I wasn't finding his jokes very funny. Unfortunately the contractions stopped, though, and I was left feeling depressed. ::ugh:: Being spoiled with your first pregnancy makes all other pregnancies seem extra miserable!
I think I have just about given up on my son. I will continue to walk and do things that will help induce labor, but for the most part I am not getting my hopes up anymore. When it happens, it happens. Until then I will try and take a chill pill and enjoy my family that has come up to see me from Arizona. =)
If you think about it, though, I wouldn't mind the prayers. Prayer for sanity AND for Max to come soon. =)